B.L.O.O.D (BlackRose)

B.L.O.O.D (BlackRose)
Forty Seven



Inside the church Candy and Ricard set up a strategy to get out of there safely, when they were contemplating suddenly Ricard's smartphone rang some congregation that came a little disturbed so Ricard came out of there and stood behind the wall.


“What?, Damn........ Well I'll be there soon, but I need something here you can send someone to deliver complete makeup and some change of clothes, oh yes do not forget the new identity card for two people one man and woman.., do not follow it, do not forget to call if everything is ready......., All right I'll send you the location take good care of you Lou.”


Ricard turned off the phone and went back inside, this time he was able to escape death thanks to the help of Louis but now there is something bad going on in California that requires him to go home.


“What's up?.” Ask Candy as soon as Ricard sits down.


“There's a bad thing going on in California, I've asked someone to set up our escape.” Whisperer Ricard.


“Am I going there?.”


“Towards you, but I need your help.”


“What?.”


“I've prepared a disguise for us, you have to decorate me like yesterday.”


“Alright, but about going to California I can't come. My people will search, anyway I have to find Rose before it's too late.”


Ricard and Candy were silent again, waiting for someone to come and help them. Ricard tries to stay calm, but the more he tries the more he worries that bad things will continue to happen as long as Angel disappears and now the worse happens as Ricard tries to find Angel. Seconds after seconds was very heavy, the chants of praise songs made Ricard's mood worse. For some reason Candy felt the same way, as if the sound of death echoed clearly around them.


Without feeling like they had been waiting for half an hour, until a nurse suddenly approached them. “Master seems riled up there is holy water that you should drink, come with.”


“Oh no sisters, I just..”.


“It's rose water, and you sure love the black color.”


A code pronounced by the nun sounds ordinary, but Ricard can capture the meaning well.


'It's ROSE water, and you sure love its BLACK color.’


By capturing the word black rose which is the symbol of the BLOOD organization, although indirectly but the sister was about to say that she was a member of Blood who was in charge of delivering equipment and helping them escape. Ricard pulled Candy and following the sister's direction, they went to a hidden place in the church and prepared themselves there.


Meanwhile, Arnold was driving like a drunk when the distance they traveled was not far. Watson tells Arnold to stop the car on the side of the road, and points to a high gate.


“Disana, the torture headquarters of Death knell.”


“What?.” Harris was surprised not to play when he saw the place, because that's where they kidnapped back Angel.


“Why is your expression so?.” Ask Watson.


“Umm.., yes..” Harris was nervous.


“We just broke through there the other day, the place was very quiet.” Sela Arnold


“Must be, their guard is very tight.” Denying Watson


“Well, we're in. Harris be ready to break into again.”


Harris again broke into the house a second time, he hacked all the systems and opened the gates. Arnold drove the car inside, as Arnold said the place was very quiet.


“Be careful with traps, they could be hiding.” Watson tried to remind.


“Just relax, I won't die silly.” Arnold.


But what Watson said was true, once they got down some people tried to shoot them.


“Stop there intruder.”


“Hey, this is how you treat guests, do you have no manners?.” Watson.


“Uh, doctor sir. What are you doing here?.” Tell one of them.


Arnold tried not to be surprised, he understood very well the popularity of Watson among the high-class criminals. Harris and Angel look from inside the car, lucky the car glass is dark so they are not visible from the outside.


“This is my new assistant.” Watson let Arnold shake hands with one of them. “I was ordered by Mr. Smith to check on someone named James.”


“My name is James, what do I mean?.” Said the man.


“Entailah, Smith said I had to give a poison containing hallucinogens for James to suffer before death.” Watson looked into the man's eyes.


“It seems not me, if James is what you mean let's go over here.”


Arnold looked at Watson, Watson walked first and Arnold walked along with Watson's suitcase.


“So far is fine.” Harris said from inside the car, Angel just kept quiet and nodded.


Ting....


The door opened automatically, revealing a place similar to a prison. The fishy smell of blood and the stench of carrion began to smell, appearing someone drooping with a crushed face and blood pooling underneath.


“Here.”


Following the direction of the man who claimed to be James, Arnold walked with several armed men standing behind him. They arrived at a cell, a man drowned helplessly with blood flowing from his body. Some of his skin was torn apart and the incision wound was gaping wide, Arnold could imagine the pain the man was suffering from.


“Bring her suitcase.” Watson's command, Arnold just daydreamed of making Watson rise and raise her right hand.


Plaque....


“If you are unreliable, you better go home, Get away.” Arnold was shocked not to play so badly for Watson, and he actually chose to leave.


One of the gunmen was ordered by James to escort Arnold out, along the corridor the man kept laughing while mocking Arnold with rubbish words so he relaxed his vigilance.


Ntkublj., bukkkk.,


Bukk...,


One kick on


Dukkp....


One fatal blow to the head using a rifle.


All the moves were made quickly by Arnold, making the death toll instantaneous.


“Cih, never laugh at me stupid!!.” Arnold threw the rifle he stole.


Arnold again walked through the corridor to where James' friend Angel was suffering.


“Hey, what you injected was really deadly.” Ask the man who claims to be James.


“You want to try a little?.” Watson's statement that made the man instantly silent.


Dorr...


Dorr...


Dorrr


Arnold shot everyone leaving behind a fake James and Watson.


“Hey, what are you.


Dorr....


“Still want to slap me Watson.” Arnold pointed the gun at Watson's forehead.


Watson was stunned, then the entire room was filled with laughter.


“You hurt me son, quickly help me. We have to close these wounds, he's out of blood too much.” Watson quickly covered the wound on James' body using a bandage.


“How do we carry it?.”


“You carry him, I finish the others.” Arnold said steady.


They went back down the corridor, went up to the surface and hid. Arnold noticed the situation, he slipped first and shot from a distance using a rifle.


Dorr..


Dor...


“Watson fast.” Arnold gave me a cue.


The car was parked far enough away, Watson was a little troubled because he was carrying a suitcase. Again and again Arnold shot everyone he met, Watson followed the instructions. They arrived in the car quickly Watson opened the back door and put it inside.


“Put it in the middle.”


Watson quickly sat in the front seat as Arnold was about to open the door when someone shot him lucky that the bullet missed.


Arnold was besieged, he was hit with as much gunfire as he could dodge and fired back. Arnold was a sniper, so none of the bullets missed. After hitting Arnold's target in the car, many gunmen came out and confronted them at the exit. Arnold smiled cynically, he bumped into whatever was blocking them.


“Harris open gate.”


“Cannot, someone is opening it from outside.”


“Sial!!.” Arnold slammed the steering wheel, he was driving like crazy.


Shortly after the gate opened, a Mercedez Benz car was about to enter. Arnold did not want to waste time, he immediately gas and nudged the left of the car. The car was shuffled, many people were killed while Arnold and the others left unhindered.


on the other hand, in a special room for the higher-ups of the BLOOD organization.


drrttt


a call came in.


"Yes hello, What..?...., just because one person almost all died are you still sane?......, how can something like this happen for a second time, you fools...... quickly find them, and if you're forced to let those bastards die."


phone turned off.


"Currently, none of them are useful.dumb!!!."


prankkp...


everything on the table fell to the floor, the door opened and a beautiful woman came in.


"Sir Nelson what's wrong?."


"Only a small matter, it's a family affair. Oh yes Louis, if there's any news from Mr. Blood, I miss that man so much."


"No, what about Mr. Arnold is he okay?."


"Right now he is still on medication, the last news I heard of his illness getting worse over time. I'm not sure if he's still healing." Nelson turned his eyes aside.


"Oh yeah by the way." Connect Nelson. "Where Ricard, it's been two weeks since he disappeared. Do you know where he went?."


"So I'm not sure, last time he said he wanted to take care of the funeral of our Agent who died in Russia. After that I lost contact, even though there are currently many bad things that damage the future of the BLOOD organization. And I want you to know how happy we are to be working with good people like you, thank you."


"Oh no need, it's me who should be grateful." a smile implied on Nelson's lips, and Louis replied with a meaningful smile.